Things I'm feeling right now... - Hate all you want. Kelly Clarkson's new album is pretty good. Yes, several of the songs involve her bitterness and seething, but there are some gems, too (How I Feel, Don't Waste Your Time, and Maybe--the whole album is great, but these could be the major singles). I love you Clive, but give your girl a chance!

- These two videos.

- After drinking Coke Zero and Diet Mountain Dew, I am back to drinking regular Coke. And it is nice. I am worried that my teeth might fall out because Coke (...and really most sodas) is full of sugar, but I'm using flouride, and I'm flossing, so hopefully I'm good.

- Going home. I haven't been home in a miiiinute, so I am very much looking forward to getting out of town, seeing my people, and chilling out. Even though I'll have to do some work while I'm there, it'll be pretty nice to be home and doing it.

- Oh, and another album that's pretty good. I won't say it's nearly even as good as KC's, but Kelly Rowland's new one is pretty good. Mathew Knowles, again, gives her the second place treatment and doesn't bring in the big doggs (Swizz Beats, the Neptunes, Rich Harrison, etc) to give Rowland a slickly produced sound, but there are several songs on this album that are nice: "Still In Love With My Ex," "Every Thought Is You," and "Better Without You." "Come Back" sounds like a poor man's "My Love"--it's a pretty blatant copy. And the lyrics are dumb. And that's not to say that Beyonce is know for her lyrical prowess (I'm pretty sure she reveled in the glow of "Bootylicious"), but this song is not very good. However, it is the first half of the album that is kind of lame, and it picks up in the second half. That is, until she hits you with, "This Is Love." This. Is. Crap. I just read a review today that compared Kelly's album to Destiny's Child from a few years back. I'd say I have to agree--meaning, that this would've been hot three or four years ago because it sounds like a throwaway DC album. Ugh. We'll see how this goes the second time around.

- I got a refund for a Half.com purchase that never arrived. That's exciting. eBay has a good customer protection plan, so if you get jacked you're covered. Thank god.

- I think I may have a funny story to post later. If I can get some real work done today, then I'll take some time and write it. It could be worth the wait.

Peace.

Labels: Lists, music, random

  ¶ 11:47 AM 0 comments

  Five most recently played songs. - Arctic Monkeys, "Fake Tales of San Francisco"
- Kelly Price, "As We Lay"
- Dave Matthews Band, "Where Are You Going"
- Bjork, "Aeroplane"
- John Mayer, "Bigger Than My Body"

Source: http://popwatch.ew.com/popwatch/2007/06/spot_inspection.html

Labels: Lists, music

  ¶ 6:27 PM 0 comments

  American Idol - The Finals I seriously voted like 12 times for Jordin tonight. If she doesn't win, I'll be quite upset and disappointed. It might rank up there with Dubya being reelected. Ok, I can't equate beatboxing and Iraq, but...Blake was awful tonight. He stands zero to little chance of winning. Even after his lame attempt at bringing "You Give Love a Bad Name" back, he wasn't fresh nor awesome. The redux wasn't quite as good as the first time we heard it. And, wow, another Maroon 5 song this week. He's got some image issues, both musically and stylistically (stop the argyle insanity!) to work out if he wants to not end up like Diana DeGarmo.

If anything, tonight's final showed that Granny Doolittle deserved to be in the final to give us something to talk about. I think the only thing we have to talk about tomorrow morning is if we can expect a Clarkson-like breakdown at tomorrow night's announcement that Jordin Sparks is the American Idol. And it's not even that Blake's shittiness helped make a mediocre night for Jordin a little brighter. She killed it. All three songs were great. I was like WTF when Ryan said she'd be doing Christina Aguilera's "Fighter" but I think Jordin wanted to make up for her awkward attempts at non-ballads thus far this season, and she showed she can do more than just pageant performances. And then she blasted us away with the Martina McBride song. Ok, I will say she needs to learn how to move more than just anything above her shoulders. She's so immobile, but when they close-up on her face, she looks like she's so into it. Move a little!

The final song, which will go down with the other cheesy finalist singles ("A Moment Like This," "I Believe," and that weird one Carrie Underwood did about being inside your love or something), was as cheesy and melodramatic as it should be. Jordin delivered the performance we have come to expect from American Idol finalists. Blake could've fooled me into thinking this was the top 32 show and he was vying for a spot in the top 12.

I might not have been watching all season, but I think I tuned in right as it got good. I didn't have to sit through Shitjaya. I was beginning to think this season would be a complete waste of time. And until last week, I was thinking that I was so wrong. Then Melinda got booted. Yet, I think even though this final was completely one-sided, it did show that Jordin is the most deserving of the title of those singers that are left.

Blake never stood a chance.

Labels: music, TV

  ¶ 11:59 PM 0 comments

  - I recently purchased Archer Farm's jalapeno savory pretzels. I was convinced that they would simply be tasty, rather than insanely hot and they also leave you with a disgusting taste in your mouth that lasts over night. Barf. I hope the buffalo wing-flavored bag I also bought leave a better taste in my mouth. I imagine they won't.

- I didn't comment on last week's American Idol for several reasons. First, I can't remember if I watched it live or if I had to download it to watch it. For some reason, there was a delay and I wasn't motivated to catch up after watching Wednesday's results show. Second, Melinda was voted off. Yes, I have said she wouldn't win because grannys aren't American Idols. However, the fact that Blake is in the final two over Melinda kind of makes me ill. If he beatboxes over anything on tonight's finals show, I...probably will just complain about it. Here's to a Jordin Sparks win.

- Apparently John Mayer and Jessica Simpson have broken up. Why is this news that people care about? With MSNBC, CBS, and FoxNews all featuring stories on this non-event, it seems that someone out there cares. I think our attention is better served in caring about and attempting to explain this.

- Bleh. I don't have much else to say. The job has me working 36 hours this week when I asked for 15-25. Not sure what that's about. Combine that with the summer class, and this week is kind of insane. I'm ready for it to be over. Geez.

Labels: Lists, music, random, School, summer job, TV

  ¶ 5:30 PM 0 comments

  Sountrack of my life, aka procrastion Put your iTunes or iPod or whatever on shuffle, then hit next whenever you get to a new question. Don't screw up the order or anything then it's not as cool.

1.What does next year have in store for me?
Salt N Pepa - R U Ready?
- The title works. The song, not so much.

2.What does my love life look like?
Beyonce - Green Light
- The first line is, "Give it to Mama." Hmm.

3.What do I say when life gets tough?
Beyonce - Be With You
- This does not fit, at all.

4.What do I think of when I get up in the morning?
Beverley Knight - Shape of You
- This thing is kind of dumb.

5.What song will I dance to at my wedding?
Ray Charles - (Night Time) Is The Right Time
- Now this, this could actually happen.

6.What do I want as a career?
The Killers - When You Were Young
- Does this mean I will make toys or something? Or that my career will be something I wanted a while ago? See number four.

7.My favorite saying?
Foo Fighters - Best of You
- This kind of works.

8.Favorite place?
Kylie Minogue - Spinning Around
- This does not. This also makes me kind of ashamed.

9.What do I think of my parents?
Tegan and Sara - I Know I Know I Know
- I don't know this song, even though it's on my iPod.

10.Where would I go on a first date?
Mariah Carey feat. Jay-Z & Young Jeezy - Shake It Off (Remix)
- Don't even know.

11.Drug of choice?
The Buffseeds - Sparkle Me
- I don't get this one, neither the title nor the song.

12.Describe myself.
The Killers - Who Let You Go
- See number 9.

13.What is the thing I like doing most?
Jay-Z - Big Pimpin (no lie!)
- Between this and Ray Charles, these are the two that are either most accurate or most hilarious.

14.The song that best describes the president?
Coldplay - White Shadows
- Uh. Ok.

15.What is my state of mind like at the moment?
Basement Jaxx - Jus 1 Kiss
- Not sure.

16.How will I die?
Jay-Z - Public Service Announcement
- "Allow me to reintroduce myself."

17.The song that will be played at my funeral?
Prince - Adore
- "I reeeeally adooorrrrrrre you!"

18. The feeling I get when I am stressed?
Kelly Clarkson - Since U Been Gone
- I will be honest when saying this song has been cued when some rocking out is necessary. Don't tell anyone.

19. What do I think of when driving to school?
Destiny's Child - Soldier
- Oook.

20. The song to ultimately describe my life?
The Fray - Dead Wrong
- I think my music selection sucks.

Labels: Lists, music

  ¶ 12:19 AM 0 comments

  American Bee-Gees This week sucked. Everyone was bad.

Blake should never beat-box ever again. Also, the new streak looks like he's channeling Kelly Clarkson circa 200-whenever the first American Idol was on. Stop doing things to your head, dude.

Lakisha is also kind of done. I liken her to a Fantasia wannabe, and that's not really saying a whole lot. She can sometimes sound pretty good, but most times she sounds like that loud lady at church who can sing, but needs to bring the volume down by a million. Or simply be taken to the cry room with the other screamers.

I am convinced that Melinda is someone's mom. She drives a minivan back and forth from the show, and likes tapered jeans. She can sing, but she's got to look and at least seem more young. My grandma loves some AI, so she might buy a CD from Melinda. But my grandma is/was a Clay Aiken fan, so I don't know if she really knows what good singing sounds like. Or at least what good music looks like (I know it's music, but come on, Clay knows no style, which by the way reminds me of this).

Jordin. Jordin. Jordin. I think she takes turns with Melinda when dropping off the kids at soccer practice, and she's 17. Wow. Granny city. She can sing, but she also has that kind of Carmen Rasumussen-thing, like she's got a sheep in her throat, going on. She killed it on the first song, the second song not so much.

Why pick the Bee-Gees as an entire week? There are so many other great songs out there for these fools to sing, and you pick them. I do like that Blake re-arranged whatever the second song was that he did. I'd like to see more of that because otherwise these folks will not move beyond simply copying other folks' performances. Bon Jovi week was hot for Lakisha, but dang, I think she's toast. Blake will be around because America loves white dudes, and American Idol contestants who are androgynous (see all the dudes from Season 1). He'll be gone next week though as long as Melinda and Jordin at least show up for one song. If Blake wins, it's a bit like if Justin Guarini had won: a huge mistake. That's why Kelly won, and why Blake will lose. Yup.

Labels: music, TV

  ¶ 9:24 PM 0 comments

  Just breathe... - Finished my first year of grad school. It doesn't seem over yet. I start a summer school class on Monday. I think that may have something to do with it.

- My apartment is a serious mess. And I am too tired to clean it. But I must clean because I think all the movement of the dust has reactivated my allergies. I need the dust gone!

- I. do. not. want. to. go. to. school on Monday. Let me get a break! I don't think I'm going to do anything school related between now and then.

- I went to the gym today, but I don't know if I can justify ordering a pizza two days in one week. Even though I want one real bad.

- I'm trying to quit caffeine cold turkey. I've had some kind of soda each day since "I gave it up." I like to think I'm giving myself a kind of nicotine patch kind of thing, weening myself slowly off of it. But dang, I am kind of wiped out right now and I got lots o cleaning to do. No coffee!

- Don't know if I've said this, but I really like Ne-yo's new album. I hate the name "Ne-yo", but man can sing.

- Ugh, the pile of papers is calling me. Peace.

Edit:

- I may have taken to watching American Idol again. I am glad Chris and ol Baldy (I know he's not bald here, but he looks kind of funny) are gone now. Is it wrong to think he looks both like Boy George and "Powder"? And Chris. Like a broke Justin Timberlake. And he knows it. Oh well, we knew these two weren't going to win. How about Melinda? She can sing, but she also reminds me of someone's mom. Oooh, and I also think most of these folks could be the American Idol if they all got a bit of orthdontic work. Jordin. She's good, but dang, why "Livin On a Prayer"? Whhy!? I think that one should be left to kareoke and strip clubs (...or something not her). Am I the only one who thinks she also kind of looks like America Ferrera?

Who knows who is going to win. I don't think it will be Blake. He also reminds me of a broke JT, not in looks but in his wannabe dance moves, but with maybe some of that dude from "So You Think You Can Dance." Not that I ever watched that show. The beatboxing was pretty cool, but also kind of weird. Do you think Ruben or Carrie Underwood would stoop to such gimmicks? We'll see what happens next week.

Labels: Lists, music, random, School

  ¶ 5:49 PM 0 comments

  American Idol - Latin Night - There are other artists than Gloria Estefan and Santana--who, by the way, has more songs than those found on "Supernatural". Lorrd.

- Is it me or do all the guys think they're Justin Timberlake? Even he looks dumb in those fedoras your grandma wears.

- Jennifer Lopez, as the voice of latin music? What? Santana would be a better choice. Shakira, for godssakes, would've been better. We know the 'Lo is using this to tie into her recently released, slowly selling spanish language album, but c'mon, she is not the one I would want representing for latin music. I think it's a bit like having, say, Arethra Franklin on for opera day because she once sang a song in latin at the Grammy's (Nessun Dorma, fools).

- Speaking of fools, send Sanjaya's ass home. He looks like he's a long lost Debarge brother, and that is not a good thing. And the facial hair...? When you're sent home tomorrow, make sure to steal some razors from the house! I think it's a bit like when they kept Nikki McKibben and Justin Guarini on til the very end during season 1. This is a weird, weird thing. America is on crack.

Labels: music, TV

  ¶ 7:47 PM 2 comments

  - Is it wrong that I was turned off by a craiglist ad for an apartment because the grammar and spelling was bad? For some reason, I can't give my money to someone who spells neighborhood with a "u".

- I spent $16 on Chinese food last night, for one person. I have a ton left over, but it's not very good. In fact, I woke up with the taste from last night still lingering in my mouth. Gross.

- Regardless of what critics are saying, Timbaland's new album is hot.

- I don't know how I feel about being friends with professors on Facebook. Is that kind of weird, even if I'm not an undergrad? I feel like all of a sudden they're going to find out I drink or that I like Purple Rain and stop liking me. I'm not sure why I would care, because Prince is the bomb.

- I can't figure out my stats homework, so I'm going to go print off some articles, get some Starbucks, and buy season 2 of Entourage. I just bought season 1 like Wednesday--it's eight episodes (wtf). It's a kind of fun show.

- Bleh, I don't feel like doing anything. And it's so cold here, inside and out. I really should get moving. Peace out.

- Oh, check out the new labeling feature. I think I'm becoming anal about it, as I have categories for nearly everything. All to make it easier for you, my three readers!

Labels: Facebook, Lists, music, random, School, TV

  ¶ 3:02 PM 0 comments

  It's (almost) the first of the month Dude, must pay rent tomorrow. I hate bills.

If you've been with me for a while, you know I always have kind of insane things happen, particularly in the bathroom. Yesterday this happened. So I'm sitting there, doing my thing. I got kind of bored, so I bust out my phone and start playing Tetris. Then I realize I've been in there for like ten minutes. But I didn't realize this until some other guy had come on. And proceeded to take either the longest piss ever or wash his entire body in the sink. So I'm just sitting there, waiting to leave.

I had been in there a while, so I knew it was time to go. So washer/long piss man's doing his thing, and this other guy comes in and they start chatting it up. Meanwhile, I realize there might be a faint hint of an odor in the bathroom, and there's only one person who it can be attributed to. Realizing this, I figure it would be best to just stay in the stall until those folks leave.

So then one of them leaves, and another guy comes in. And whoever else is left begins talking. Ugh. I need to get out of here! Why did I decide it'd be cool to play Tetris in the bathroom!? At this point, I'm like, we all take shits. I have to leave now. Oh, the guy at the urinal apparently is super regular, as was his friend. They talked about how they only ever see each other in the bathroom, even when they are on leave. Do they not realize how weird that is? This coming from take-a- shit-tris man.

I end up leaving, but not without feeling a little weird. Tetris is seriously one of the most insane games, ever.

Anyway, there was this one song that was featured in a ton of the spring fashion shows that's super catchy and I just found out what it is, Peter Bjorn & John, "Young People." You must get it. Oh, and Eight Legs' "These Grey Days". Those are getting major play here with me.

Labels: music, Poop

  ¶ 5:13 PM 0 comments

  Best of Oh Six I started doing the whole list thing earlier today, and then I kind of forgot about it. The music lists are complete. The other...not so much! Check out what I have. Since it's now officially 2007, I don't think finishing this makes much sense. Yeah for a new year!

My Favorite Albums of 2006:
- Arctic Monkeys “Whatever People Say I Am, That’s What I’m Not”
- Beyonce “B-Day”
- Danity Kane “Danity Kane”
- The Fray “How To Save A Life”
- Jamie Lidell “Multiply”
- John Mayer “Continuum”
- Junior Boys “So This Is Goodbye”
- Justin Timberlake “Future Sex/Love Sound”
- Marie Antoinette soundtrack

My Favorite Tracks of 2006:
- Justin Timberlake feat. T.I. “My Love”
- Ciara “Promise”
- Diddy feat. Keyshia Cole “Last Night”
- Monica feat. Swizz Beats “Raw”
- Beyonce “Get Me Bodied”
- Amerie “Lose Control”
- Yung Joc “It’s Goin Down”
- Cassie “Me & U”
- T.I. “Why You Wanna”
- Janet feat. Khia “So Excited”
- Clipse “Mr. Me Too”
- Junior Boys “In The Morning”
- Dixie Chicks “Easy Silence”
- The Fray “All At Once”
- Corrine Bailey Rae “Like A Star”

My Favorite Things of 2006:
- Rockstar Juiced
- Coke C2
- Thomas Rochon “Culture Moves”
- Tower’s going out of business sale
- Grey’s Anatomy
- Ugly Betty

As it turns out, I like many rock albums and many hip-hop/r&b singles. Never really rock singles or hip-hop albums. If you were to buy one album from 2006, let it be Justin Timberlake's. I think I wrote earlier this fall about it. It really is that good. Ok, and if not his, John Mayer's. Actually, I recommend Mayer's first album, "Room For Squares". And honestly, that one got much more play this year. But because I was trying to be all 2006 about it, I didn't feel like something released years ago counted.

Here's to making this year better than last. And not spending New Year's watching freaky movies ("The Talented Mr. Ripley" is weird...I don't know how I feel about it). I also hope to have more time for fully developed stories of funny shit that happens. But, even short little bursts of bulletedness are nice (and they are also efficient for everyone!). Ok, I'm going to go sit around some more. Shout-out to all the new folks checking this out--yeah Brazil and Iran!

Labels: Lists, music, random, TV

  ¶ 2:03 AM 0 comments

  Brick by brick - random - Ciara's "Evolution" looks to be the album Janet meant to make when she did "20Y.O.". It comes out next Tuesday.

- Time for a clean slate. Not hating, just doing what needs to be done.

- "Casino Royale" is also bangin.

- I grilled a steak tonight on the George. It tasted alright. I definitely like regular, old grills, but this was pretty good. I think I need a better cut of meat next time. This is why I cook chicken, fa sho.

- Tower's going out of business. And they're still taking my damn money! I will not go back, I swear! But on the real, who wouldn't want Eve's first album for like $5? Yeah, me either. I put it back.

- I wore white socks with my dressy shoes today. I felt like Michael Jackson. Don't do this, it'll make you super self-conscious, or it'll make you wish you had kept the sneakers on.

I'm out. I got clothes to iron.

Labels: Lists, music, random

  ¶ 10:35 PM 0 comments

  Things I'm Diggin As a means of procrastination, I present you a list of things I am currently into:

- Orange/tangerine juice. This juice is the stuff!
- Cotton sheets. Because the 90% polyester ones just are not comfortable.
- Corinne Bailey Rae's whole album. She's got a kind of weird voice, but her songs are really good.
- Not writing my papers. Who likes to do work?
- Top Chef. I really like watching people make food. And talk shit. Damn reality television.
- Peter Guralnick's "Sweet Soul Music". I am reading this for my papers, but I've found I enjoy it more when I don't think of it that way. It's good.
- The "Marie Antoinette" soundtrack. Really good mix of classical, 80s new wave and some more recent stuff.
- Moloko's "The Time Is Now." This song is just kind of hot. Not really sure why.

This list ended up being really lame. I think it speaks to my own lameness. I need to go write. Ugh.

Labels: Lists, music, random, TV

  ¶ 11:34 AM 0 comments

  These are my confessions. I have a confession. I am one of those weird people who listens to an entire accident message looking for that little bit of something that makes listening through five minutes of rumbling around in your purse worth it. In case that didn’t make sense, you know how sometimes your phone calls people and leaves messages, all because you forgot to key-lock? Well, I tend to listen to those messages. Like the whole thing. Is that strange?

Anyway, I am on Facebook. I do not understand why people insist on changing things on there as soon as they change in real-life. Why is it everybody’s business that you are currently wasting time in class? What I really love is that you can tell, to the minute many times, of when people break up, take a break, or get together. Why bother even including that stuff? It’s creepy to me that as soon as some shit goes down, they run to their computers to update that their life is on the rocks. Don’t go to Facebook. Go to Charter man!

I have a problem of buying things without needing them. Often, I take them back because I feel bad because I often already own what it is that I bought, but maybe it’s a different color. Tonight, I bought three new CDs. Tower’s going out of business! And I had intended on making full use of their “sales”. Who am I kidding, these are not sales. Calling it a sale is to sucker in fools like me to waste money on their not-even-cheap-when-they’re-on-sale music. I was talking to my mom about it, and trying to justify it, she said, “When was the last time you bought yourself something anyway?” My reply: “I bought two CDs last week, too.” This “sale” could also be called Tower’s going out of business sucker slaughter.

The things here is that they aren’t doing refunds or returns—all sales are final! And it’s killing me because I have to keep these things. Luckily however, they are things I really like. Other than the fact that Aretha’s greatest hits doesn’t include, “Ain’t No Way.” That is really a travesty, but also evidence of my goofy and hasty buying style. I just pray I can stay away long enough that I do not take food out of my own mouth in the name of buying the last copy of Bjork’s greatest hits!

Labels: Facebook, music

  ¶ 10:28 PM 0 comments

  I have found 2006's twin to Kelly Clarkson's "Since U Been Gone". Check out Hellgoodbye's "Here (In Your Arms)". Pop perfection. Like it makes you want to turn it up and loud and jump around. Not that I've done either. I did, however, do a dance in the chair here at the computer. This song is kind of the jam. Check it out.

Labels: music

  ¶ 11:08 PM 0 comments

  They call me Zach Braff This man gets all kinds of attention because he made a mix CD a hit soundtrack (see "Garden State"). I had to make a CD because I needed two songs on there for a class, so I took it upon myself to one-up Mr. Braff. Here is "Randomix 1":

1. Public Enemy - Fight The Power
2. Rocky Volotato - White Daisy Passing
3. Filter - Take A Picture
4. Justin Timberlake feat. T.I. - My Love
5. S.O.U.L.S.Y.S.T.E.M. - It's Gonna Be a Lovely Day
6. Aaliyah - Rock The Boat
7. John Mayer - Vultures
8. Mew - Special
9. World Party - What Does It Mean Now?
10. Babyshambles - The Man Who Came To Stay
11. Sound Team - Your Eyes Are Liars
12. Lenny Kravitz - Where Are We Runnin
13. Gisli - Straight To Hell
14. John Mellencamp - Hurts So Good
15. Coldplay - Low
16. Junior Boys - In The Morning
17. Beyonce - Green Light

Now, if that doesn't get the party jumpin, then you must not have a funky bone. Really, it's a bunch of songs I've listened to lately and/or wanted to listen to. Yeah!

* Edit - Turns out, this damn CD didn't even have the two songs on it that I needed! So I had to waste another CD to get them on there. Oh well.

Labels: Lists, music

  ¶ 11:40 PM 0 comments

  Girls Dem Suga I am going to go ahead and admit it. I bought Danity Kane’s album. And I enjoy it, and I don’t really feel bad about it. Ok, I did feel bad about buying it. The lady at Target told me I was the fifth person to buy it since she had been there. I smiled, avoided eye contact, and tried to make up something about how it was a gift. I don’t know if it’s because the show was kind of compelling, or because the production on this album is pretty hott (Puff should’ve done better for Da Band, as their album sucked...or could it be that half of Brooklyn was a member of the group? Gah, there's like 27 people in there). Either way, the lyrics are stupid, but they can sing and Timbaland produced some tracks. Download it if you’re ashamed to go out and buy it.

In other music news, the new Justin Timberlake album is nice. I’ve been a fan of his since his first one (ok, and perhaps since NSync…their stuff is mad infectious, something I am weak to), so I was looking forward to this one. Despite his admissions of drug use and what not, it’s like Michael Jackson: whatever you do in your spare time does not make me listen to you differently. Timbaland does nearly all the production, save one track from Will.i.am from the Black Eyed Peas. I like Tim, but an entire album of his productions tend to sound the same (read monotonous), so the Will track is kind of a relief. I can only hear “Cry Me a River” so many times (I swear like three songs kinda sound like it on the new one). And I do miss the Neptunes this time around. Now this sounds like I don’t like the album, but I really do. For whatever reason, I don’t know if Justin will get my $10 his first week out. I cannot explain why I drove to like four different stores looking for DK’s album. Crack is wack. Anyway, check this one, too.

Simply as a cultural observation, is anybody else aware it’s Fashion Week in New York? I find it kind of interesting that what we’ll see at the mall (well, probably not, because I don’t normally have the Gucci store near anything with “old” or “navy” in the title) we're seeing like six months before. Now that I think about it, it does kind make sense. Anyway, it’s like a big deal, this fashion week thing. All kinds of folks are into it, and by all kinds I mean like Puff. It would be so cool to have his job. Anyway, it’s funny to read what folks say about the clothes and other people. I think I am feeding into all the celebrity-wannabe-itis that is plaguing America. Hey, I don’t read US Weekly, so I can’t be that bad.

I think I may be getting used to living here. It finally stopped raining, and it’s starting to cool off. I’ll be glad when it’s gets cooler though. Hot weather is cool (let me use this word for the 3,764 time) during like June or July, and then I kinda don’t like it much. So bring on the coolness.

Ah, I do not condone stealing, but I download mad music (if you read this, you know this). One more album I recently downloaded was the new John Mayer. It is really good. He doesn’t get the full kind of review as the other folks, but it’s equally worth checking out.

I don’t really know what else to say. So be safe, take care of each other. And eventually pay for music at some point!

In writing this, I had to add Timbaland, hott, and wack to Word’s dictionary. Apparently, Word is not as fly as Webster’s.

Labels: music, School

  ¶ 10:29 PM 0 comments

  Ring the alarm! Since moving, it has rained everyday. There was some sun today and then a random shower this afternoon. The rain does keep the heat away, but rain also kinda sucks.

Don’t tell anyone, but I may be listening to Danity Kane’s new album and I might be liking some of the songs. I have a fork ready for you to take to my ears.

Everyone here has a serious case of road rage. Folks are laying on the horn for hours because somebody else didn’t slam the gas the second the light turned green. Everyone drives hyper-fast and gets angry when you, too, are not going eighty-seven miles per hour. I do not feel safe sometimes driving. The other day, I was wanting to make a left turn. The light that was in control of the lanes I was wanting to cross was taking forever and there were mad cars waiting for the light to change. So I go to cross in front of this one dude, who let like thirty-five cars cross in front of him. I cross and he gives me the look of evil death. I thought he was going to stab me. Folks be crazy!

The time zone difference is also kind of throwing a wrench in my regular schedule. Everything’s an hour behind. You don’t realize how different it is until you want to watch Wheel of Fortune at seven and instead Wife Swap is on. Speaking of which, that show kind of frustrates me. I don’t get how militaristic some of those wives really are. Insane!

Oh, by the way, I see you reading my blog. If you’re not allowed to be my friend, you shouldn’t be allowed to keep up with my blog either. Just a thought.

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  ¶ 9:19 PM 0 comments

  Dear Justin Timberlake, I know we have never spoken, but I have known whom you are for quite awhile. I remember back when you had the curly fro and jammed out on the Mickey Mouse Club. Not that I have followed your career. I’ll be honest, however, you and the boys of N’Sync made some infectious music that has found its way onto my otherwise totally hip ipod (ok, I’m lying—I have a soft spot for Paris Hilton’s “Stars Are Blind”). Anyway, I really enjoyed “Justified”. And let’s face it, the Neptunes and Timbaland are amazing and they wrote you some hot songs. All that said, I heard about the new album coming and I got a bit excited. Especially since you’re back with Tim.

All that was good until I heard the strange “Sexyback”. I can’t decide if I like it or hate it. What is it supposed to sound like? And speaking of the Neptunes, did you mean to rip off Pharrell’s vocal style? It sounds like it could’ve been home on the ‘Tunes “Clones” album. Is it a mix of Missy Elliot’s “Lose Control” or “4 My People” that got you inspired? Justin, the thing about those songs is that they had identifiable hooks, verses, choruses, etc. Your new one sounds like a jumbled mess and only at times is it sonically pleasing. However, it does kind of make me want to dance, so I guess there is some hope for it. Can you please just make sure that the next one is better?

Speaking of the new album, I heard you were overseas promoting it and testing out some new songs. Along with tours comes promotional interviews, and ultimately this is what I want to address. Why announce to the world that you do drugs? You’re not a badass. And the public only finds you mildly interesting because you date Cameron Diaz, you once dated Britney Spears, and you were the guy who got off clean when you ripped off Janet Jackson’s bra. Dude, seriously, you do drugs? Ok. Cool. Thanks for the update. But why make an official-like announcement?

I can’t exactly relate to sniffing things, but yeah, we all get drunk sometimes. It may be cool to be drunk, but it’s something else to talk about it. The kids who would come to school Monday morning to rehash (no pun intended you pothead you) their weekend’s drunken debauchery were kind of cool, but we all really thought they were losers because their alcoholism became the content of every conversation. It’s like spending conspicuously. We don’t need to see the giant C’s on your Chanel sunglasses—we already you spend a shit-ton on expensive things. We just kind of assume it cost a lot. Anyway, what I’m trying to say is, why tell us this?

If anything, it does kind of taint your otherwise spotless career (sans your moment of perversity a.k.a. Janet’s right boob). Do you know what people think of Pete Doherty? Or Whitney Houston? They do drugs, too man. Want to be like them? Telling us you sniff things and that heroine is less addictive than nicotine kind of gets you started on the path that Houston and Doherty have taken. Whitney’s only ever been caught with weed, so she too does her drugs in private. Maybe you guys could get high together? When your album bombs and you need Diane Sawyer and Dateline to set the record straight, and you ramble on about how dealers don’t have receipts for the $500,000 dollars worth of drugs you were purported to have purchased, don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Dude, I really do hope that all these drugs are not a real issue for you. They are not cool and kind of illegal. You getting arrested would kind of hurt you, but really, it would be like seeing Suzanne Somers get arrested—we’d just kind of shake our heads in disappointment and wait for the E! True Hollywood story.

You telling us about your drug habit only makes me question who you have working for you that told you that it was a good idea. Maybe you guys share the same syringe.

Lay off the drugs and keep rockin our bodies man! We need folks like you to save us from the onslaught of ridiculousness that is kind of plaguing music right now. You know Cameron will never have your baby the low sperm count your drugs are giving you. You will never be able to sue another tabloid for taking pictures of your babies if you don’t have any!

Think about the money and your life. Do it right man.

Sincerely,
Me

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  ¶ 11:12 PM 0 comments

  So, I’ve been gone for a while. I really haven’t had much to say about much of anything. Rather than spill my guts about the retardedness that has pretty much been my life here lately, I have been taking note of things that I could perhaps wax on. At any rate, I think I finally have something to write about. And the writing bug has been biting lately, so this is perhaps, my attempt at scratching that itch. That being said, do not expect anything particularly life changing in this post. I really haven’t changed too much!

We’ve all, by now, seen the commercials for Kentucky Fried Chicken’s “Famous Bowls”. I have several points of contention with these “famous” bowls. First, how can something brand new be automatically famous? If you are the Oreck vacuum, then you could be called famous. But it’s taken Mr. Oreck fifty-thousand years to convince people that his eight-pound vacuum really is the shit—so it could be called famous. But these random bowls of random shit found in the fridge takes a little more convincing for me to believe it is “famous”. Which brings me to my next point, whose idea was it to mix all of those things together? Ok, I get it: chicken and potatoes. KFC has been killing it with these two things for years! Add the gravy, and you’ve got your normal bucket of chicken and mashed potatoes in one container. Maybe people really like it all mixed up together anyway? So up to that point, I’m kind of seeing it as being delicious, not famous…yet. And then you had the corn? Three words: What. The. Fuck.

This seems to be a lame attempt at the dish we like to call a casserole. But it really seems like all of this mess is just thrown into this bowl, with no real reason behind it. Like the chicken and potatoes I understand, but the corn kind of baffles me. So while this is kind of confusing, the real kicker is the shredded cheese. Colonel Sanders must be rolling over in his chicken-bucket shaped coffin because this is retarded. It is not even melted cheese—it’s straight out of the Kraft bag and thrown on top of all this confusion. Who thinks all of this stuff would taste good? Ok, I, myself, have not experienced said “Famous Bowl”, but if anything, the above is really reason not to. This brings me back to my first point. How can something that just came out already be famous? Something tells me there was no undercurrent of excitement behind the first “Famous Bowl” put into local KFC’s, so I am a bit confused as to why it is already famous. I could spin in circles about this, but it really does leave me confused.

Now that I think about it, this whole famous bowl tirade is a bit over-the-top. But it does weird me out. I am currently looking at a Coldplay website, and realizing how much I really do love them. I recently attended a Dave Matthews Band concert. I am not really into that kind of music, that kind meaning rock. Or in Dave’s case, a kind of hippie music. The concert was really good, and I am perhaps a fan of the band now. But nobody, I said nobody!, will take the place of Coldplay!

Anyway, I was going to go into this whole story about how I work outside and it has been raining a shit ton here lately and how people still insist on doing things in the rain that would otherwise keep normal, crack-free people inside. But I really don’t have the heart for it. I think you kind of get the drift in the above few sentences.

So, I am currently “researching” for a post to be made later in the summer. Considering like five people read this thing, no one probably cares. But it should be interesting to write. It should be kind of funny. Looking at everything I’ve just written I feel like it’s a bunch of goofiness, but those damn bowls really are dumb!

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  ¶ 10:09 PM 0 comments